To O'Higgins—for all his sordid business he was not insensible to beauty—to O'Higgins she appeared to have entered the room with the light. Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. Shari was snoring, the pill having worked its magic. E. . " CHAPTER V. " "It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. She spoke slowly.
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